Literature
A Warm Place II
Where am I?
Is this real?
I feel cold.
It's so quiet.
So this is what it's like,
To die,
To fade from existence,
To be eternally lost.
It's so dark,
It's so lonely.
I feel so tired,
I feel so sad, sadder than before.
I wish I could return, but I know I can't.
I can feel myself,
And memories of my life,
Slip into the hollow darkness around me.
I'm
so
scared.
I'm
so
sorry.